Chapter 35: Admiring Plum Flowers in the Snow
When the Lord of Bao City was about to molest Si Wuchen, Lady Jiang immediately walked over and shouted," Lord, what do you want to do?
When the monarch saw that his wife had come, he quickly stopped his bestial behavior and said in a strange tone, With such a good beauty, why didn't Furen think of me?
When Madam Jiang heard this, she said angrily," If the monarch doesn't think about the people of Bao City, you can just go ahead and visit this woman. Then you can just sit and wait for Bao City to perish.
When the monarch heard that it was related to the life and death of Bao City, he did not dare to act rashly. He quickly tidied his clothes and asked, Why? Was it that serious?
Madam Jiang ignored him and left.
Si Wuchen woke up at this moment. He hugged his clothes and started crying.
The monarch glared at Lujiao unwillingly and followed his wife helplessly.
Lu Jiao saw the monarch and the others leave, so she quickly went up to comfort Si Wuchen.
The monarch came to Madam Jiang's bedchamber and ordered the attendants to leave. He then knelt down and begged Madam to help him have sex with the beauty.
Madam Jiang said unhappily,"I knew that you men are not good, so you hid her in the harem." Do you know why I keep her by my side?
The king asked: What is the use?
Madam Jiang said,"It's all for you."
When the monarch heard this, he said happily,"Since it's for me, I want her now. I can't wait a moment."
Madam Jiang said,"Lord, you are wrong."
The monarch was puzzled again and said,"Have I thought wrongly?" How could I have thought wrongly?
Madam Jiang said,"I'm just thinking about Baocheng." If you don't have something decent to curry favor with the Zhou royal family every year, can you bring it out? Especially this first-class beauty, she might be able to help Bao City at a critical moment.
The monarch said,"It's a pity to give such a peerless beauty to others." No, I want it.
Lady Jiang asked,"Which is more important, Bao City or the beauty?"
The king said,"Both are important."
Madam Jiang said,"Give up one?"
The king got up and said,"I would rather die under the flowers than be a ghost." I must get my hands on such a beauty.
When Madam Jiang heard this, she couldn't win against the Lord and started crying.
At this moment, the Empress Dowager walked over and said unhappily," You dare?
Seeing that the Empress Dowager had moved out, although the monarch was unhappy, he did not dare to act rashly. He saw his mother bow.
The Empress Dowager leaned on her walking stick and said,"You have so many beauties. Aren't you satisfied?" BenGong see if you dare to move? As long as bengong is here, as long as bengong doesn't die, you can forget about it.
When the monarch heard this, how could he dare to say anything? He lowered his head and stood to the side.
"Who is the purpose of Bengong's painstaking efforts? You're treating BenGong's good intentions as a donkey's liver. If it was any other time, would bengong care about it with you? What did bengong say when you married those beautiful concubines? Didn't you let your heart do what it wanted? However, he definitely couldn't do this, not even for Baocheng.”The empress dowager saw the marquis 'son standing solemnly as he walked out of the palace hall, throwing out these words, and then left.
When Hong De went to visit his mother, he saw a maid whispering and walking by as if nothing had happened. He saw that his mother was alone and secretly wiped her tears and smiled when she saw him. He asked, Mother, what's wrong?
Madam Jiang didn't want her son to know, but when she heard her son call her before entering the palace, she quickly wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes and forced a smile. Nothing happened.
"Mother, where are you feeling unwell?"
Madam Jiang smiled and said,"I'm not uncomfortable!"
Honder asked again,"Are you really not feeling unwell?" Why do I cry when I see you?
Madam Jiang smiled and said,"Where are the tears?" I didn't know why I was fascinated by the eyelashes, so I took them out.
Honder said,"That's good." Her son was shocked and thought that something had happened.
Madam Jiang pulled Hong De's hand and said," It's such a cold day and you're just staying in the hall and not coming out! Look at the heavy snow that sealed the door. You should bring some warmth? Don't catch a cold.
Honder said,"My son knows." It was naturally not cold in the hall, and the charcoal fire was not extinguished. It was so boring in the hall, so it was good to come out and move around.
Madam Jiang said,"Yes, it's good to come out for a walk." At noon, can you accompany Imperial Mother for a meal?
"No," said Honder. His son only wanted to visit his mother. He was relieved to see that his mother was well. His son still had other matters to attend to, so he took his leave.
Madam Jiang heard that her son had something to do, so she did not stay and let him go.
As soon as Hong De left the hall, he looked for the servant girl who was whispering. Seeing that she was walking with some charcoal, he stopped her and asked.
The maid didn't want to say it, but she had no choice but to tell him.
Hong De knew that it was because of a maid that caused Jun Father and Mother to quarrel, so he went straight to the side room to see what kind of woman caused his parents to be at odds with each other.
Hong De asked the maid to show him the way and went to look for him. When he didn't see anyone, he asked a maid who came in.
When the maid saw Honder asking, she shook her head and said," I don't know. However, she often went to the art museum. Perhaps she went to the art museum with Sister Lujiao to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting!
Honder was not in the art museum either. He looked at the snow that was still falling in the sky and thought," Where did she go? On such a snowy day, wasn't a woman afraid of the cold?
It is said that Ji Gong succeeded to the throne. Soon after, his mother, Empress Dowager Jiang, died of depression because she missed the former king.
Ji Gong Ao was very hurt, so he relied even more on Duke Guo and Father Shi. Sacrifice to the public. Yin ball three public. However, he still had a knot in his heart, and that was Shen Hou, so he called the three of them to discuss.
Ji Gong said,"Since I ascended the throne, Marquis Shen has become even more powerful because he is the country's ruler. He is a little unable to command."
Guo Gong's father said,"Shen Hou's military strength cannot be underestimated. Even some local vassals cannot compete with him."
Yin Qiu said,"He relied on his status as a consort to extend his power from the south to the Luoyi area adjacent to the north. It can be seen that he is ambitious."
The High Priest said,"Is this the neighboring land of our Zhou royal family?" It seemed that his motive was really not pure.
Ji Gongyou said,"If the Crown Prince succeeds to the throne one day, I'm afraid that Luoyi will also be granted to Shen Country. At that time, Shen Country will be completely out of the control of the Zhou royal family."
Yin Qiu said,"I understand Your Majesty's meaning." It was just that he did not appoint Empress Shen's son, and His Majesty did not have a suitable successor.
Guo Gong Shi Fu said,"Your Majesty, I have a good plan."
"Tell me quickly," said Ji Gongyou.
Guo Gong Shi Fu said: In the palace to set up a son to replace, will inevitably lead to the harem struggle, first Shen and later do not do. Only those without the background of a feudal lord could not be controlled by others.
"Then where can we find such a person?" asked the Priest. Everyone in the palace had a powerful background.
Guo Gong's father said,"Now that Your Majesty has just succeeded to the throne, his foundation is not stable. It is not the time to move Marquis Shen." But His Majesty can prove the beauty! It was not difficult to find a beautiful woman among the people. Instead of having children, wouldn't it be in the future?
The beauty pageant was exactly what Ji Gong Huan wanted. Once the order was issued, Si Wuchen would definitely be sent over, saving her the trouble of searching for him. Moreover, the country's affairs were in hand now, so he could not leave the palace. For this beauty Si Wuchen, he had been lustful and secretly ordered Chai Hao to search for her. Thinking of this, he ordered: This matter is good, let you do it!
Ji Gongyou sent the three chancellors away, then thought about Si Wuchen and said," Beauty, do you know? In this life, I miss the mortal world and become a mortal because of your deep affection.
Ji Gongyou asked the palace maid to prepare some food and wine. She drank the wine and said, I see your eyes frozen in autumn water, looking back at me, it has already disturbed my heart. You don't need to say anything, just a look is enough.
The maid filled the palace with wine.
Ji Gong looked at the wine and said,"Although I have a prosperous country, what's the use if you can't accompany me?" In this life, having you is enough. To be able to accompany you, what harm is there in getting drunk a few more cups?
Si Wuchen wanted to enjoy the plum blossoms in the garden of the king's mansion, but he was persuaded by Lu Jiao to go outside.
Why did Lu Jiao allow Si Wuchen to go outside to see the plum blossoms? It was also because Madam Jun thought so highly of her that she had the heart to please her.
Si Wuchen hadn't walked out of the Monarch's Mansion for a long time, so he naturally had a longing for the outside world. Seeing the wild plum blossoms again, he couldn't be more excited. He said," Look at the flowers, when will the infinite end? With a brush of snow, the frozen plum blossoms could not stop, and the flower Yan's release was the snow envy saliva posture, tearful eyes looking at the flower machine. In the wild, a tree was as wild as a drunkard, and its heart was full of flowers. Struggle like branches can end, who knows a flower more than a flower crazy, add him charming. Like a beauty standing upright, her icy skin was clear and fragrant, but it intoxicated the soul. I couldn't help but get a place for my soul's labor, and my heart was moved, and the fragrance of snow and flowers was disturbed. How many times did plum blossoms bloom? Who knows what I'm feeling now? No matter what, how many times can I get drunk? After parting, tens of thousands of times, clear shadow, empty fall in the mountains, soul congealed, how many times the same dream?
When Lu Jiao heard this, she smiled and said,"Sister Wu Chen, you are indeed a person who can read. When you speak, you are different from others. It is like reciting poems."
Si Wuchen said," Sister, you don't know. It's not that I said it well, but that the plum blossoms are blooming well." Sister, look: a wild plum tree, not admiring flowers and bones, but arrogant and cold wind gluttonous, dare to bloom in the cold snow. A flower blooms alone, admiring alone. Ling Han revealed his beautiful face, smelling his clear and cold fragrance. I didn't fight for spring, but I fought for spring alone. Who knew that I would provoke the jealousy of all the fragrant flowers? Disdain flowers envy, not afraid of wind and rain bullying, even if the ice skin thin bones, still disdain ten thousand miles of snow but leisurely posture. In the face of the merciless wind and rain, it fell into the mud and dust, leaving only the fragrance as before.
Lu Jiao smiled and said,"Sigh!" Thinking about it, that was the case.
Si Wuchen continued," Look at the beauty of the plum blossoms, the charm of the flowers, and the charm of a single flower. It can make people fall for it, mesmerize people's eyes, and intoxicate people's hearts." Buds were competing and waiting to bloom. A flower dew seemed to melt someone's favor, but it seemed to be an agreement with someone. A sweet flower, a wisp of fragrance, like a kind of expectation, a sigh. Prosperous scattered branches, a sad silk, how much melancholy, how much frustration, distant infatuation, thin face.
Lu Jiao said,"Now that you've said it, it seems that this plum blossom contains human feelings." The coldest part of this branch really made her look thinner.
Si Wuchen said," Look at the quality of the plum blossoms. They are cold and beautiful, and the fragrance is just right. However, they seem to be pure and innocent." But who would have thought that the pitiful wind would chew the sorrow in its bone marrow bit by bit? The plum blossom was lonely and sad. The swaying snow fell on its body and chilled its quiet soul. On the long flowers, a heart fragrance, how lonely? How many sorrows? mottled, they become wisps of wounds.
Lu Jiao said,"Now that you mention it, it seems that this plum blossom is like this."
Si Wuchen said,"Look at the vast expanse of snow drifting for thousands of miles. It's the human world." Can't the sorrow in the sky be blocked? Even the Thousand Miles of Ice couldn't compare to its current beauty. This plum tree stood proudly in the snow. No matter how strong the wind was, it still had beautiful branches and could calm one's mind freely. It was a tranquil fragrance. There was always a kind of warmth when one smelled it. It was as if the warm wind was still there after several spring and autumn. Listening quietly, slowly tasting, the aftertaste is endless. It was as if the spring light had entered the heart, but the plum blossoms had leaked the news of spring? One must have a light heart to enjoy this warm fragrance. Just like this plum blossom, it looked at the flowers in the world with a normal heart. It was not bewitched by everything in the world. It peacefully let go of an inch of time and only pursued its own simplicity and richness.
Lu Jiao said,"Well said."
Si Wuchen said," Why didn't those flowers envy me?" Since the cold wind blew, the grass and leaves shook off the dew and frost, withering a season of delicate beauty, but infatuated with watching a sentimental day. Each of them picked up the cold branches and refused to perch, but it was proud of the snow and frost, smiling in the cold wind. Usually, it would hide in the bushes and laugh at them competing for beauty. Who knew that it would be moved by a trace of emotion and sigh helplessly. How many vicissitudes of life, lonely ends of the world, sorrow flowing. Turning over the past, counting thoughts, salvaging the past, looking at the glory and death in front of him, looking at the extremely sad place, wandering back and forth, facing the crescent moon, unconsciously lighter than tears. Looking at the beautiful plum blossoms on the snowy ground, Ren Youyou was drunk and beautiful. She couldn't help but be in love. Naturally, she felt sad and confused. His heart was not warm, it was desolate, and he was just talking about it. Who knows that the plum blossom is beautiful and thin, according to the agreement of winter snow, the coldest branch, bitter and affectionate, who to listen to?
Hearing that, Lu Jiao found that Si Wuchen couldn't explain his mood with flowers, so she said," Sister Wu Chen, let's go back! He was afraid that if he went back late, it would not be good if Madam Jun asked him.
Hearing this, Si Wuchen said," Watch me break the branch and go back." This plum blossom was the best. It was so fragrant.
Hong De didn't manage to find her, so he returned to his Crown Prince Palace.
Si Wuchen fiddled with the plum blossom mirror and said," Broken branch plum fragrance mirror, mirror a flower, who will spend than? It's like a dream. Should be drunk before falling flowers, wait for this flower to bloom, then to whom will the three or two flowers bloom? Like a flower, I cling to you. A lone flower, two spring dreams, how bright and beautiful is this flower? how much do I look at the meaning of flowers? However, this emotion, I knew it was a dream, and I even used tenderness. Who knew that a thin flower, how could I spend a good night with it? Falling petals, a beautiful scene, a glory and a wither were all dust in the eyes. Flowers don't look like people, people are haggard, tears are flowing, but look at the plum blossom, snow remains, thin? Why don't you feel that the business in front of you is full? I wonder who is the beauty of spring? Should my eyes only be full of spring sorrow? Was it a shallow lover who didn't know? Did he forget to spend the dust away? It is hard to say, but the trace of emotion left, but can not bear the rain borrow, can not bear the wind rub, but reduced. When the fragrance disappears and the snow is reduced, an inch is still like last year's melancholy, and the sparse shadow is still romantic.
The next day, after Si Wuchen finished his breakfast, he went to look at the plum blossoms in the courtyard and said beside the plum blossom tree," Where is the plum blossom good? Avalanches in the sky shattered, and a tree of jade was scattered. The wind was beautiful and beautiful. Suddenly, a fragrant hair appeared, and the snow melted where it bloomed. Her fragrant face was smiling, and she was exceptionally enchanting.
Hong De was determined to find the woman who caused his parents to be at odds with each other. He had come over early in the morning despite the snow, but he still did not see her. He asked Lujiao, who was tidying up, and found out that she was going in the direction of the garden, so he went to look for her.
Si Wuchen looked at the plum blossom and said,""If there is plum blossoms without snow, it will not be spirited. If there is snow without poetry, it will be vulgar.”That's right! If the plum blossom is really full of spirit, the snow will press down on the bitter cold of the branches.
The more Honder saw the beauty, the more familiar he felt. He carefully approached her.
Before Si Wuchen was intoxicated by the plum blossoms, he didn't notice the newcomer and said," The true fragrance of the plum blossom was not its pistil. Its petals were the fragrance that flowed out of its bones. Looking at the snowflakes flying through the air like a curtain, the fragrance of falling snow, was it Xue Wuxiang? It was the fragrance of snowflakes that really did not go through a bitter cold, how could the fragrance of plum blossoms hit the nose?
Hong De saw clearly that it was Si Wuchen, so he didn't want to disturb him. The resentment he felt just now disappeared, and he forgot why Si Wuchen had come. Instead, he was filled with joy.
Si Wuchen continued," Cold plum blossoms embellish the branches. The heart of the plum blossoms is broken. How much love does it have in spring?" She was cold and heartless, speechless and desolate, facing nothing but fragrant snow. How fragrant is it when it's open normally? Drunken break broken plum one or two, look closely is not snow no fragrance, still old flavor.
Hong De listened and thought to himself,"Look at her first play plum blossom affection at this moment, if I let her play the second play." How did he feel about playing with plum blossoms three times?
Si Wuchen said in front of the plum blossoms,"I remember that flowers can bloom in the frost, that bones are fragrant and tender, and that the plum blossoms in the snow are fragrant." Far away pity flower cacao, a sudden change, among the cold branches of the lingering fragrance, who will give the broken soul to the old branches? Gu Mei knew what he was thinking.
Honder listened to Xin Yu and thought,'Well said, do it again.'
Si Wuchen said," Don't be afraid of being buried by the snow. Smile with love. The first branch in the world always goes deep into people's hearts." What branches? Icy attitude. Even if there are withered flowers, but I carry a bitter resentment. I'm lonely, but who knows how sad I am? The place where I am sad, the place where I am sad, the place where I am Sighing that flowers and people wither, a piece of ancient and modern sorrow, not a thousand knot old plum head. A wisp of old sorrow, frozen stamen first hair, rubbing fragrance, playing shadow image.
When Honder heard this, he couldn't help but say," How many lifetimes have you cultivated plum blossoms? Looking at the thousands of branches, the charming face smiled sweetly, and the thousands of flowers fell in shame. A little flower hair, three flowers and two stamens, no matter the spring breeze, cold branches full of wind. How many times has my sorrowful silence been dispelled? Fragrance in the bones, there will be a general feeling of parting.
Si Wuchen replied in a trance: The fragrance in the bones is innate. Who would have thought that before and after the flowers, there would still be branches from last year, only missing some snow? Just as the snow was falling, the spirit of the foot was released. What was this fragrance? When it is about to bloom, when it is not blooming, it is all snow and frost. It was just average. She was still a senior, but her style was still the same.
Hong De said: A piece of cold fragrance, thin, tender feelings slightly funny, people like that time? Xuemei, do you know the bitterness of parting? But I only add sorrow and hate, and ask if there is any love? The most sad place, the snow cold painting screen, the moon bright reflected falling plum blossoms, shining on people at this time desolate.
Si Wuchen turned around and said in surprise," It was Brother Honder.
Hearing this, Honder also said happily," Little fairy.
Si Wuchen asked, Why are you here?
Hong De said,"You've forgotten that BenGong is a
Si Wuchen smiled and said,"Look at my memory." Maybe it's me, oh no, I'm too nervous, maybe it's my hard work
"Don't talk like this. Little fairy, why are you here? Did they rob you? If so, I'll bring you out." Hong De grabbed Si Wuchen's hand while speaking.
Si Wuchen wanted to break free of his hand and said," No one forced me. I did it willingly.
Honder did not let go and said,"There's still someone bullying you?" If you tell me, I'll help you.
Si Wuchen said," Let me go. Nobody bullied me. Really, nobody bullied me."
Hong De said,"I'm used to it. If not, I'll give it to you."
Si Wuchen said," I'm living well. Everyone treats me well." Especially Madam Jun, who was looking at her in a different light.
Honder said,"Your clothes are too thin."
Si Wuchen said with a smile,"My clothes are not thin." Brother Honder! Oh no, it should be His Highness.
"I don't want you to call me that," said Hund."Just call me Hund in the future."
Si Wuchen said," In the palace, of course, we should act according to the rules. We can't break the palace rules."
Honder said,"Is it okay to be the queen?"
Si Wuchen said,"Not even the queen." You can let go now. It won't be good if others see you.
Honder said,"Promise me that you will call me 'Honder', and I will let go."
Si Wuchen was afraid that people would say a lot of bad things to him, so he could only helplessly call him " Hong De ".
Hong De released Si Wuchen's hand and said," Let's go, I'll get you another room. That room is too simple.
Si Wuchen rubbed his other arm and said," We're not doing well now, are we? Oh right, let's still admire the plum blossoms. We'll talk about the house later.
Honder was somewhat unwilling.
Si Wuchen pointed at the plum blossom and said,"Look at this plum blossom. The branches only gather on the Yaotai. How can it be planted in the snow of the human world?" Wait until the wall full of fallen flowers soul cold, where is the fragrance of shoes and pink clothes? Half of it was blown away by the wind.
Honder was still somewhat unwilling, but he did not say anything.
Si Wuchen then said," A few plum blossoms will make you look lovely. Tomorrow, you will become snow. Who will still remember the beauty's timid steps?" The heavenly wind blew away the fragrance, leaving only a clear air to fill the world, the shade of which was in the snow. Brother Honder, tell me.
Hearing this, Honder said happily,"You called me Brother Honder?"
Si Wuchen said,"
Honder almost jumped up in joy and said," I'm really too happy. This 'Brother Hongde' sounds like a voice I haven't heard in a long time.
Si Wuchen then said,"
Honder asked anxiously,"But" what? Tell me quickly.
Si Wuchen said," But from now on, you can only say this in private, not in front of others." The rules of the palace cannot be violated. Otherwise, if the rules were messed up, he would not be able to afford the punishment.
Honder said,"Alright, that's settled then." I love my little fairy sister the most, calling me like this is enough to make me die.
Si Wuchen said," Now that we've made a deal, you can continue what I just said!"
"Say what?" asked Honder.
Si Wuchen said," You should follow the plum blossom sentence that I said just now."
Hong De smiled when he heard this and said,"I was so happy that I forgot." Alright, I'll say a paragraph.
Si Wuchen said,"
Hong De thought for a moment and said,"If you don't ask whether the plum blossoms have blossomed, how can it be like the dew on the branch?" I feel the flowers splash tears, and it's my illness last year. I'm drunk, and my tears are splashing. Who's the one who owes me a favor? The snowflakes were scattered, and the flying snow was blooming. It was a beautiful sight, but it was heartbreaking to see a red branch.
Si Wuchen said," Well said. Tell me another one."
Hong De then said,"Her beautiful eyes are sad for a thousand years, but the cold wind is flipping through the books of sorrow?" Looking again, it was half blurry. Look at the bones of flowers, cold and easy to smell, do you know that human heart? Heart and eyes uncertain, at this time dream around the flowers, drunk who?
Lu Jiao knew that Hong De was looking for Si Wuchen in a rage and was afraid that something would happen, so she quickly informed Madam Jun about it.
After hearing Lu Jiao's words, Lady Jiang hurried over. However, she saw that her son was familiar with Si Wuchen, so she didn't cause any trouble. Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, he left with ease.
It was snowing heavily. Si Wuchen looked at a red plum blossom blooming outside the courtyard, and couldn't help but spread out his silk to draw the plum blossom.
Lu Jiao saw Si Wuchen's painting of plum blossoms. First, the tree branches were vigorous, then the plum blossoms were flowing, and then the snow scattered. The strokes were very easy, so she couldn't help but praise him. What a beautiful plum blossom tree.
Hearing that, Si Wuchen looked at Lu Jiao, smiled and continued to paint.
At this moment, Honder walked in.
Lu Jiao wanted to greet him and inform Si Wuchen, but she was stopped.
Hong De quietly approached Si Wuchen and watched him draw the plum blossoms.
Lu Jiao retreated.
Si Wuchen focused all his energy on the painting and didn't know that Hong Delai was here. After he finished painting Mei Xue, he said to himself," The graceful and beautiful ancient plum should be the fairy of Yaotai, but she couldn't help but think about it, as if she had painted all her dreams on the ground and integrated them into the silver dress to release them. I don't know if this plum blossom has just come out of the greenhouse? Did the snowflakes carry the plum fragrance? Did the plum blossom bring the snow coupon? This child's appearance, a flower who can match? Sighing for the sweet soul, the shallow words and the eternal taste, swaying on the long branches, wasting the sweet soul in vain, or giving it strength from the cold day? When the snow is gone, and the plum blossoms are left alone in the wilderness, have you ever complained? Deliberately deep, endless, who knows the feelings of parting? The remaining flowers fell out, countless desolate, bustling curtain chasing incense dust, boundless, infinite spread, who is the master?
When Honder heard this, he thought to himself,'She must be using the plum blossoms to hurt me.'
Si Wuchen continued," The snow on the plum branches is piled up, and the white jade sticks are sparsely dotted with plum blossoms. They are full of vitality, and the fragrance of the ancient plum blossoms is getting stronger." The calyx contains snow and has a unique charm. It is necessary to deliberately draw the fragrance of the stamen. It is difficult to draw it all with a brush. The old plum blossoms are covered with new fragrance. I think I've got all the beauty of spring, but I don't know the cold of the north wind. Immortal wind iron bones, old branches blowing snow fragrance. Who counts plum blossoms in the snow? When the branches are in full bloom, I'm used to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze, but I don't know how many times the old tree has been cold in winter. Proud frost despise snow, snow but lose plum fragrance, more that flower disease and other idle thin, Fangfei all rest words desolate.
When Honder heard this, he said,"Why are you so sad?"
When Si Wuchen heard this and saw Hongde, he quickly bowed and wanted to pay his respects.
Honder waved his hand, indicating for him to leave. He then went forward to look at the painting and said, Such a good plum blossom painting, such a good clean land, and such a good plum blossom blooming, it must be a good mood to let go of the past. One had to know that it was not good to be serious about things in the world. There were some benefits unintentionally.
Si Wuchen remained silent.
Honder added,"Yes, who wouldn't feel hurt when facing infatuation?" Who can hide the true elegance in front of true feelings? How many infatuated people were there in the mortal world? Who would dare to laugh at being infatuated? There were many love and hate in the world, but who could be calm and composed? What is love in the world? Why is no one able to understand it? How could he endure it, how could he endure it? Why was it still a dream? Looking at the wind, flowers, snow, and moon for only a hundred years, how could it be confusing people's hearts in the bewitching array? A single thought of love, why must people promise life and death? How can a stroke of infatuation be inexhaustible in a lifetime? Next life to continue fate, what is Sansheng stone on the other shore flower? To sleep with you, how can I be unwilling to be a good match in this life? Why did words destroy the beauty of love? Once he entered the state of love, why did he touch a place that was broken and not? Lovesick tears, why is the heart sad and sad? Love mountains and love oceans, why is it difficult to find one of the three thousand weak rivers to grow old together? There were too many infatuated pursuits in the world of mortals. The twists and turns of the peaks were still that infatuated line, but it was still empty when it was broken. Sighing that the world's gratitude, resentment, sorrow, joy, separation and reunion are always ruthless, but once set foot in it, tears will flow in thousands of lines and worry about mountains, fog and sea entanglement without solution. Even though he knew it was painful, he was still infatuated with people. Thinking about it, it was all empty and could not be touched. Why should he pay Shaohua wrongly? Why not take pity on the people in front of you?
Si Wuchen remained silent.
Hong De said,"It's such a good snowy day. Why don't we recite snow and plum blossoms?" How was it?
Hearing that, Si Wuchen's eyebrows relaxed and he was delighted.
Hong De said," Little fairy, I heard that you're the best at playing the zither, chess, poetry, and painting in the art museum. Why don't you have one?"
Hearing that, Si Wuchen walked to the plum tree in the snow, thought for a moment and said," Under the beautiful snow fairy flowers, each other's hearts stand beside the plum blossoms, no regrets in this life drifting, a little bit of love, telling how thick the initial heart is. Who let the wind blow over the branches? The endless white snow, the countless plum blossoms in my arms, I'm proud. But the fragrance of flowers was overflowing? The fragrance was on the stamen, and the fragrance was like snow. But good snow moved high feelings? But Mei Xuexiang's pity? But Skinny Shadow and Snow were competing according to the drawing? It was Mei who invited Flying Snow to come as promised and compete with him for the world. Looking at the beauty on the branch, the cold wind swayed alone, giving off a touch of loneliness, but the feeling of spring curled up. This faint smile was sweet and beautiful, but only the snow knew this shallow love, and the snow fairy was able to escape from the world. This is because the plum blossom is like a flower in front of the strange, steal the plum fragrance to travel heaven and earth, sprinkle the snow into pieces, but because the nature is too crazy, count the mountains and rivers Qingfeng is only plum blossom.
"What a good 'countable mountains and rivers, green peaks are only plum blossoms.'”When Honder heard this, he said,"Yes!" Look at me: snow in the plum branches in spring, and in the flowers to take photos. Go to the flower festival, cloud broken moon to play flower shadow, sitting is mostly MeiYing, others have come? I'm surprised to see no other beauty. The mountains and rivers were in disorder, unbearable to look at, not as fragrant as the plum blossoms, and the dark fragrance floated in the evening of the moon.
Si Wuchen said,"My body is like a floating cloud on a branch, and my fragrance is like a flying catkin." When did the symptoms come? But left a wisp of fragrance here. How can it compare to the snow we met in the past? When the snowflakes came, there was a gust of cold wind, but it was endless. Was it unintentional? Was he going to reveal all his stubbornness to the world? Or should he place all his hopes on it? The winter plum blossom was still in a relaxed and unrestrained state, swaying brilliantly, releasing its fragrance sweetly, but hiding her heart on a flower. Thousands of thousands of miles out of Qi sparse, how can a section of plum scattered wind fragrance say? The smiling Mei Xin was full of vitality and emotions. Who else could still put on the original makeup?
Hong De looked ahead and carried Si Wuchen upstairs, then said," Cold moon flower soul snow land, who else to say? But the plum blossom has a thousand kinds of amorous feelings. I'm so angry that the snow flies and spreads. Who knows if I'll lose my way in this life? The white snow is full of love, why not like last year? Renovating, but this year, he was crazy again. When will you prepare for midwinter? What is the silent cold moon? What does the snowflakes look like? The plum blossom shivered on the branch, how many times still pillow cold current? But Lonely Heart? And I'm sad. The moon that lingered countless times, blurred the plum tree's appearance again and again, muttering a season, just to exchange for a hangover? What kind of feelings are you hiding? The beauty of romance, using persistence for a heart-to-heart meeting? Why would that free and easy person be afraid of the wind and frost of the world? The snowflakes were thin and cool, and the immortal was not yet gone. Giving an empty joy was always a soul-stirring taste. The plum branch pointed to the distance, bought this thin cool, flowers and buds spit out the competition, with the bone to the soul of the snow in the line is, but no regret to watch the horizon?
Si Wuchen said," When you look up from a tall building, you will feel a bone-chilling cold wind." Suddenly, the white snow covered the wilderness, and the sea and sky suddenly surged forward, rolling people into it. The snow melted into the clothes, the snow softened into the hands, the snow entered the branches and eaves, the snow entered the earth and piled up this white snow, the withered plum blossoms, the cold moon, who embellished the messy thoughts? Sometimes gentle, sometimes heavy, who misses the taste of twigs around? Her graceful figure and graceful figure, as if she were flying, as if she were flying, as if she were floating, as if she were floating in the air, as if she were floating among the flowers, as if she were fragrant, but how much was she full of plum blossoms? Looking at the branches on the snow to test their strength, their bodies were covered in snow. In the cold and desolate Nine Heavens, dancing in the world of shadows, how much more elegant?
Madam Jiang and her maid were admiring the snow scenery in the corridor. Suddenly, they smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms. She closed her eyes and sniffed, saying, The fragrance of a plum blossom was so refreshing. Thinking about it, the plum blossom tree in the back courtyard must be blooming. Quickly come with BenGong to admire it.
The two maids followed behind Madam Jiang.
Hong De was with Si Wuchen and said," Seeing the plum blossoms competing for beauty, the air stretching the iron bones, the cold fragrance thin shadow clean without dust, the fragrance of a flower ten miles away instructing, who else would be shocked by other branches? Spreading like a madman, making people crazy, who knows how pitiful the night is? A stick of incense is the first. The horizontal branch is decorated with jade. The sparse shadow makes the soul. The jade is as cold as ice. It dares to come out from the snow. It has a kind of heart.
Lady Jiang suddenly saw her son and Si Wuchen talking about admiring the plum blossoms on the snow. She asked the maids to be careful not to make any noise while she came over quietly to listen. Hearing her son's words, she couldn't help but nod.
Si Wuchen also said," The plum blossoms gallop across the sky and the earth. They seem to be beautiful. Where is the fragrance of the plum blossoms?" It was a fragrant dream. With a face full of dust and snow, was it a smiling flower bullying the snow? Was it when the last bit of fragrance was about to be exhausted? Or do you want to share it with your silly son? Are you going to write Xuemei wrong? It may not be the same today. It's hard to catch up with the years, but also win the smile in front of the flowers. How many cold nights have I spent so far? Lao Mei is lonely and isolated. Isn't it good to be quiet? He couldn't help it. Why was Long Dong so proud? The flowers had all fallen, and the stars were twinkling. It was extremely torturous. The true taste of searching up and down, do you still remember that year when you fought to get drunk?
Madam Jiang thought to herself: My son is quite compatible with her. One is beautiful and elegant, and her bones are clear and strange. One of them had a melodious voice and an enchanting dance. BenGong doesn't want them to be together, but wants to use her beauty for other purposes. Looking at the current situation, the Lord already knew that sooner or later, I would be the one losing favor. With her, the Lord's Residence will be colorless and I'm afraid I won't even be able to keep my position as Madam Jun. Why didn't I kill her back then? but you've brought a wolf into the house. After all, she was a life, and it would be against the laws of nature to kill her so easily. Since the heavens had called her to the Lord's Manor, they must have other motives. Since the situation was like this, it would be better to fulfill my son's wish and avoid that old thieving cat's greedy thoughts.
Not mentioning what Madam Jiang was thinking, Hong De said, The plum blossoms were in high spirits and had a unique beauty. They looked like snow, but who knew that the plum branches were a little cold? Fragrance and dust, covered by this snow, won the embrace of the cold, what was the reflection of this snow? And know that the world is impermanent, change for no reason, with this point, how can flowers look at the wind? If he wasn't careful, it would disappear. Look at the flowers full and wanton, who feel the flowers splash tears? In a moment of flowers, the snow has been exhausted and the meaning is endless. There are thousands of scenes, and the scenery is extremely beautiful. Is there enough space?
Si Wuchen said," Flowers are like snow. Snow is a flower. Snow skin and ice soul are smiling. Who are you flattering?" A thin figure, scattered with a touch of love, how melancholy? I shed tears of longing, my heart broken. Gently cloud makeup, dance one after another, gradually encroach on chaos sorrow, broken dream heavy, is the injury of snowflakes? Fragrant wind blowing, but now in the middle of winter, how thin is the fragrant skin? Look at the plum blossoms lightly embellished, drunk on the branches, a wisp of quiet thought who knows? Whose heart? Who knew that the plum blossoms would be so proud? But there is a smile to see the floating life is like a dream, is the plum blossom why not wanton snow wild swing? If the snow is not paid, the plum blossoms will not be paid. Why do you miss the snow? Is it the snow envy plum blossom? Resentful Flower God, intoxicated, what do you want? Don't need to be gaudy but gaudy, how to wipe away some? In the face of flowers and old trees, standing guard, exuding a trace of desolation, who can say anything? Why?
Madam Jiang didn't want to disturb them, so she left.
Hong De said,"How can I rest after a few plum blossoms?" There were also three or four plum blossoms flying in the fragrant snow. The pink stamen and the beautiful bud are even more beautiful, but they are like a fairy in the shadow of the moon. Even if a plum blossom bloomed on a tree, with the same plum rhyme, how much more pure, and the ecstasy under the flower surpassed, was it enough for other roots? This flower, this human world, silver-clad snow-white love, drunk who? Who is drunk before the flowers? Sick but weary and haggard, empty fall in front of the flowers, messy red floating, whose rouge tears drip?
Si Wuchen said,"Looking at the beautiful branches, the first bud is admirable. Are you a lonely person who advocates the meaning of flowers?" The plum blossom is in a cold place, worrying about the cold air for the flower, but who will pity it when the red disappears and the fragrance breaks? The branches are sparse, the flowers are gorgeous, a branch is useless, who can say? Only to see the plum blossom, the flower branch romantic, drunk and happy. What's more, there are beautiful plum blossoms, fragrant flowers and branches, for whom to bloom? Who had ever seriously guessed? Only Xiang Ru Gu still owed.
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